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Autoplay OFF   •   2 years ago
bleh. for the sake of it, im sorry

The Big Issue.

I do not feel safe, In snowy white jeans, It's not that they chafe - Or groan alarmingly at seams,

It's that I can't go outside, Sit on grass or eat, I can't have stews, Things fried, Or sweet.

I'm fearful of mud, Of ink stains and blood, Of beet juice or paint, (Dye alone makes me faint).

So I'll stick to black jeans, Or anything dark, So I might enjoy choc ice-creams, And a walk in the park.

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